A/N: Yes, this is my first update for 2007! And my first for a while too! I'm sorry, but I hope this will make up for how long everyone's been waiting.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own any of the characters, accept the ones that you have never heard of because I made them up.

Summary: The Chronicles of the early adventures of a young Anamaria Santino and a young Jack Sparrow. No plot really, just for fun.

Ages: Jack, 15.

Ana, 14.

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Jack finally sat up after thinking his plan through. A smirk was written clear on his face as he stretched his arms above his head, watching the sun's rays beam through the branches. It still had more than it's fair share of holes, but that would be one of the many things that would soon make the name Jack Sparrow a legend across all the Caribbean. Besides, he figured they were holes small enough to be filled once they came to them. Standing up and yawning he stood over Anamaria, who was still sleeping soundly where he left her. He leaned over, close to her face, so that their noses were almost touching, and poked her in her side. She grunted and her eyes crept open. But they snapped open wide when she saw the stranger lurking over her.

"Mornin' love!" Jack said cheerfully before Ana jumped up screaming. He couldn't help laughing once she had figured out it was him. She was cursing endlessly, stumbling and calling him every name from here to the stars. It finally got to a point where he had to lean over and cover his stomach, unintentionally dodging a rock that she hurled in his direction. Ana crossed her arms, still steaming when Jack finally stopped laughing at her. He sighed, laying on the ground again and closed his eyes. A sickening smile was spread across his face.

"Ana, I don't know what I'd do without you, pet." He said.

"Do that again and you'll find out you dog." Ana retorted disgustedly, kicking dirt on him. Throwing her arms in the air, she stomped off, making her way out of the clearing in the woods and heading back into the town, Jack not too far behind.

"Anamaria, lighten up love. S'not my fault you spook all easily-like." Jack chuckled, trying to catch up with his angered companion. She only slowed when they came up on a small unused fishing dock, not too far from the edge of the woods. She stepped lightly until she was at the end of the fragile little wooden construction, Jack standing behind her silently. Not until then did he realize that she wasn't upset about him scaring her. She missed being out on the ocean. In the open sea. And he understood completely. They both closed their eyes when the water sent them a breeze...

Young Anamaria woke extremely later than usual, hearing Jack making odd noises. She sat up, rubbing her eyes and moaning sleepily.

"What're you doing?" She asked. He had a knife, and was carving into the side of the ship. She saw this, and was immediately alarmed. "What are you doing!" Jack turned, not even noticing her presence.

"Calm down, Bonnie. You'll see." Jack answered distractedly. " 'm almost done now." He sawed the knife through the thick wood. He had been at it for a little over four hours.

"You don't remember my name?" Ana asked quietly, trying not to disturb him. Jack stopped for a moment and looked at her confusedly.

" 'f course I do." He answered. "Why?"

"You keep calling me Bonnie." Jack smiled.

"Sorry darlin'." He said, going back to his business. Ana watched silently for a few minutes, until finally Jack pulled a large round hunk of wood out of the side of the ship. A smile was on his face as wide as the sky and he looked into the hole.

"Perfect." He sighed. He looked over at Ana. "Come look, lovey."

Anamaria looked at him questionably and scooted over to where he was. She still didn't really know what to expect, but Jack urged her to look again, and she hesitantly looked out of the hole. Her jaw dropped almost instantly.

Jack finally reopened his eyes and his expression had completely changed from one of smug satisfaction, to one of longing and even desperation. He looked down and saw Ana sitting on the edge of the dock, stretching her feet down so she could feel the water on her. He sat behind her, facing the other direction.

" 'm sorry love." Jack stated quietly. Ana looked at him and sighed.

"It's not that Jack." She said defeated. " I'm just sick of bein' here. I don't belong here."

"Neither of us do, darlin'." Jack answered in the same melancholy tone. "Sea birds, Ana... That's wha' we are. 's where we belong. People like us were meant to be sailors. 's where we get our strength." He looked at Anamaria, and her gaze was stuck on the horizon.

"We stay on land too long," He said, "We'll wither. We'll get old and tired. 's happenin' to you now love."

"An' what do you suggest we do, Jack Sparrow." Ana asked bitterly. Jack stood up.

"Already told ye love." He answered, pointing over to the main, ship bearing docks. "The first ship to set sail..." Ana remembered what he had told her the night before and followed his gaze. The Lady Voyager. It was big, to say the least. But Ana stopped herself before a smile even had a chance to form on her face. She stood to face Jack.

"Oh. So we're goin' to be stowaways again. That's your big plan? Hide in the cargo hold until we're kicked off at the next port, is that it?"

"No, love. We're done bein' stowaways." Jack answered.

"Well then what do you suggest." Ana asked deadpan, folding her slender arms across her chest. A smile creeped on Jack's face, forcing Ana to grin as well.

" 's all part of the plan, love." He said, walking off. Ana shook her head, grinning and followed after him.

"What's the plaaan?" She whined.

"Wow..." She gasped. Outside the sun was almost completely set. He lay right on the ocean, half of him was already disappeared below. The sky was colors faded upon others. From light yellow to deep orange; magenta to blood red and purple. Then above, the night had already begun. The high sky was black and already dotted with the first stars. And the water stood still; a shimmering deep violet, as if it were time for it to go to rest as well. She breathed deep the scent of the outside. The air outside felt so much cooler and cleaner than in the cargo hold. Instead of breathing in musty damp, almost soupy air she inhaled the fresh sea air. It was revitalizing.

" 's pretty isn't it." Jack said knowingly. Ana removed her eye and smiled at him.

"It's gorgeous." She said dreamily. Jack smirked.

"Well that's only the half of it, love. When we get our ship, you'll be able to see the whole thing. 'n not have to peek through some hole. Then it's a thousand times that, Bonnie."

"Well, how're you gonna keep them from seein' the light comin' from this?" Ana said, pointing at the hole.

"Easy." Jack said, shoving the hunk of wood back into the hole. Ana smiled.

"I guess that's one way." She laughed. Jack looked at Ana for a while, her still looking out of the peephole. He grinned

"I like you, Bonnie. Suitable first mate, you'll make."

"Why thank you, Jack." Ana answered sarcastically. She curled up again, letting Jack take another look out of their new peephole, for another nap.

"I like you too." She grinned, closing her eyes. Jack looked at her and smiled again, the both of them oblivious to the dangers that lay just beyond the horizon.

Not much at all in this chapter, but I wanted to update something, and I just felt like putting this somewhere. Well, thanks much for reading! Please review!